Erotic Journey For Two

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The misty scent of roses consumes the air. The mirrors steamy. The clear curtain drawn. Water dancing against my skin. Breathing in the sweet floral aroma, my mind begins to drift.

I see you coming through the door releasing the heated fog. Ohh, if you only knew how you make me feel. How badly I want you. As my thoughts of you increase, so does the power of the water. The stream beginning to pulsate rapidly against each sensual curve.

Wanting your soft lips, strong hands and skillful tongue to take over my body. Teasing, yet pleasing me... Attempting to repress these desires, I run my fingers through my hair. Desperately trying to rinse away my images of being with you. But they are etched in my mind.

I see you starting to disrobe. Your movements linger. Your silhouette glows. My yearning for you quickly grows. Knowing that at last, we will make love. My body aches with anticipation. Waiting for you to reach out and caress it.

The curtain is now pushed aside. I see you standing there. My mouth slowly drops in awe. My eyes cannot help but gaze you over from head to toe. You look exactly as I pictured. I no longer have to dream. They are all about to come true...

Stepping inside, closing the clear drape once more, you begin silently speaking to me. Although no words escape your mouth, your body language tells plenty. I try to speak, but to no avail. I am still in shock that you are standing before me.

You move towards me, slowly. Pressing me against the cold tile wall, sending chills up my spine. My eyes, locked into yours. The magnetism we share is incredible. Your arms wrap around my waist. I can only imagine how sweet you will taste.

Still you say nothing. Then again, you don't have to. Your eyes say it all. We no longer have to stall the inevitable. Profound sexual tension being created in this lust filled, carnal foreplay. At this moment, strangers cease to exist. Only longing for that first kiss...

The point where our warm lips meet, and souls merge. Our tongues find each other. My stomach jumps. My body trembles against yours. Making my knees weak. Clutching onto your arms to steady myself as I feel your power surge within me...

As the sensuality of our kiss increases, our hands begin their exploration. Gliding over every inch smoothly. As if we were made from marble. Committing each intense sensation to memory. I lean against the wall once more...

You intoxicate me. The hungry desire of passion swelling in my mind, and flowing freely in between my legs. Spreading them instinctively. So you can see, fondle and breathe in the heat that only you can create.

Reaching out, to caress your tremendous hard on. You continue to grow and throb, as my hand works you into further excitement. Your fingers dive in. Exploring the drenched depths of love I have for you. Moaning into your mouth as you take it over once again. Your lips move downward to my ample breasts. Sucking my taut nipples. Keeping your fingers inside of me, making me tremble.

A sudden urge consumed me... To kiss your cock. One act I only thought about, but never tried... Until now. Savoring how you taste, as my tongue swirls along. Wrapping my lips around it, only for a moment, since we are both close to experiencing pleasure together that has been overdue.

Meeting your gaze once more as you enter me at last! Mimicking each other. Breath for breath... Thrust for thrust. Climbing the mountain of ecstasy, only to plummet finally into the swirling sea of heavenly, orgasmic bliss.

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